We Are Our Avatars XI (Open)
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Now Viyang was sitting, she no longer needed her spear for support. As such, it began crackling with electricity and started vanishing, seemingly absorbed into her body much like her skirt.
When the waitress returned, Viyang took a few experimental sips of her drink, then paused for a moment before downing the entire glass. After a short while, her eyes would spark slightly.
When the waitress returned, Viyang took a few experimental sips of her drink, then paused for a moment before downing the entire glass. After a short while, her eyes would spark slightly.
inside port waiting rooms
Dalahar was standing outside the port. Thumbing the activation glyph of his power dagger on and off, watching the power field flicker to life before fading. Already bored he sheathed the dagger. Thinking about his confession he wondered how it has helped him. It was good state things as fact, to know instead of wondering. The cyborg, Lambda, had been right though. The things that seemed so far away still mattered. They had affected him and were still doing so. While he couldn't alter the past he could learn from it. Learn from what Lorgar had told him, to be free from the burden, to have the chance to find his own truth to fight for.
So far he had promised atonement for his actions, their actions. He remembered they were pair. The daemon within him still slumbered and he could bearly feel it but he knew it was there. In time he hoped to reach out to the confused entity, to form a partnership the other Gal Vorbak spoke of. This made him remember Argel Tal, the Crimson Lord of the Gal Vorbak. If anything this was good as it was a good example to follow. Argel was a man of integrity, a word bearer to the core of his beliefs. The man was second only to Lorger in Dalahars mind.
He wished for something to happen, all this thinking and dwelling was starting to grate on him. His body yearned for combat, to be tested and feel the rush of battle. He wondered how long until the others would return from their supply sortie.
Dalahar was standing outside the port. Thumbing the activation glyph of his power dagger on and off, watching the power field flicker to life before fading. Already bored he sheathed the dagger. Thinking about his confession he wondered how it has helped him. It was good state things as fact, to know instead of wondering. The cyborg, Lambda, had been right though. The things that seemed so far away still mattered. They had affected him and were still doing so. While he couldn't alter the past he could learn from it. Learn from what Lorgar had told him, to be free from the burden, to have the chance to find his own truth to fight for.
So far he had promised atonement for his actions, their actions. He remembered they were pair. The daemon within him still slumbered and he could bearly feel it but he knew it was there. In time he hoped to reach out to the confused entity, to form a partnership the other Gal Vorbak spoke of. This made him remember Argel Tal, the Crimson Lord of the Gal Vorbak. If anything this was good as it was a good example to follow. Argel was a man of integrity, a word bearer to the core of his beliefs. The man was second only to Lorger in Dalahars mind.
He wished for something to happen, all this thinking and dwelling was starting to grate on him. His body yearned for combat, to be tested and feel the rush of battle. He wondered how long until the others would return from their supply sortie.
"I would start trying to get a picture, how they are and such, by telling them stories, maybe to entertain them, maybe to get them off their common drugs or such.
If I find people deeply unhappy, I might offer them to join my tribe, instead of staying here and suffering." Anik explained.
If I find people deeply unhappy, I might offer them to join my tribe, instead of staying here and suffering." Anik explained.
Dalahar's daze of melancholy is finally noticed his autosenses had been going crazy with spikes of noise and energy. He stands up, pulls his volkite weapon of the mag lock on his leg and rushes toward the source of the commotion. "A curse on this inactivity it has already dulled my senses."
Outside the Port
Ed's combination of butt-shredding the torso and stabbing the guy finally put a stop to him. The flames died down as his body went limp, leaving only a charred corpse. Somehow, however, his clothing had mostly survived the fire, though Ed's assault had done a not insignificant amount of damage.
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Inside
"We'd need to locate your home universe, which can take weeks, and then establish a connection. Then you can go home."
Ed's combination of butt-shredding the torso and stabbing the guy finally put a stop to him. The flames died down as his body went limp, leaving only a charred corpse. Somehow, however, his clothing had mostly survived the fire, though Ed's assault had done a not insignificant amount of damage.
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Inside
"We'd need to locate your home universe, which can take weeks, and then establish a connection. Then you can go home."
Inside
"Another group of interdimensionals showed up not too long ago. My recommendation would be to stick with them." the guard stated.
"Another group of interdimensionals showed up not too long ago. My recommendation would be to stick with them." the guard stated.
The waitress thanked Candace and went off to give the orders.
"This sounds like group therapy. I have no doubt that there would be people that are unhappy with their lives. But if you're a hunter gatherer type, maybe you should do some research as to where there might be wildlife. So that way you could inform your new tribe mates where you are."
"This sounds like group therapy. I have no doubt that there would be people that are unhappy with their lives. But if you're a hunter gatherer type, maybe you should do some research as to where there might be wildlife. So that way you could inform your new tribe mates where you are."
"Yes. But I'm honestly not sure if I can even hunt in this climate. While I have some experience, ice and snow makes it much harder, nearly impossible for me.
What I would do would probably be stick with the young ones, until my tribe found a way to contact me again, then I could take the ones who want with me, back.
I need to get used to this city, first. Figure out an area I can find my way around alone, without any problems."
What I would do would probably be stick with the young ones, until my tribe found a way to contact me again, then I could take the ones who want with me, back.
I need to get used to this city, first. Figure out an area I can find my way around alone, without any problems."